A yurt. Three weeks, an entire month, and I'll be spending it cramped into some kind of wooden teepee with four other people. Sounds absolutely fan-tas-tic.

Well, it could always be worse; they could not have electricity, they could not have indoor plumbing, and I could be stuck with my relatives for company. But somehow I managed to convince my father to let me bring a friend along to lessen this torture. Surprisingly enough, my wonderful friend Jess was completely willing to hop in on the action. It was almost freaky how easy it was to convince her. All I had to do was mention that we were going to a woodsy area and she was all in. Something about some weird supernatural stuff going on near here? I don't know, I can't really remember the specifics.

"Allie! Stop complaining and help us unpack the van." My father shouted. Oh, that's right. I have to actually be helpful. I finally got out of the van and went to the trunk to see what I could help with. Turns out I had spaced out long enough to avoid taking anything in except for my two suitcases packed with basically my entire wardrobe. After dragging my stuff to the foot of a nearby bunk bed, I sighed and sat down on the couch. Really? This entire place is one room? What was my father thinking?! Though it was quite small, the place had an almost homey feel to it. Everything fit together nicely, there were enough beds for everyone, and they even had a sunroof. Maybe I could do some stargazing-

"-And just what do you think you're doing sitting down? We've got a forest to explore!" Jess interrupted my thoughts while shouting from the yurt's entrance.

"Can't we wait until tomorrow? I'm tired." I responded dully.

"Are you kidding me? You've been in a car for at least four hours and you want to waste more time just sitting around? I will allow nothing of the sort! We're exploring today and you're going to enjoy it, whether you like it or not." With that, she stormed across the small expanse of the yurt and grabbed my arm, dragging me right back outside.

It didn't take long for us to find civilization. Turns out there was a small town fairly close by, we spent only minutes walking before ending up right outside of the town's library. The building in front of us was tall and seemed to be completely made out of brick.

"It looks old."

"That's because it is. Haven't you been listening to anything I've been saying about this place?" Jess said pushing past me.

"Hey! I heard some of what you said!"

"Yeah? Like what?" she scoffed. I had to speed walk to keep up with her. Darn tall friends being tall.

"I know that the name of the town has something to do with gravity?" I said uncertainly. Jess just kept moving forward, pushing through the front door of the rustic looking building.

"It's Gravity Falls, Allison. And just so you know, we're going to stop by a place called the Mystery Shack eventually. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some books to find." With that, she was off, leaving me standing in the lobby looking confused. Well, she's not going to be back for a while. Might as well explore a bit.

The library was much larger than anticipated. Sure, on the outside you could tell it had multiple levels but once inside, the books seemed to stretch out in every direction. Deciding it was best to just figure out directions as I went along, I tried following the sound of distant music to see where it brought me. After an indeterminable amount of twists and turns, I finally managed to find the source of the music.

An eleven year old with puppets. Not what I was expecting to find, but you just gotta roll with the punches! I stuck around for a couple songs about various things such as not putting your hands in peoples' mouths before I decided to text Jess to see where she went off to. Just as the boy finished up with his little puppet show, I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.

"I'm in the teen section. –Jess"

"Well that'd be a lot more helpful if I knew where that was." I grumbled. Shoving my phone in my pocket, I began searching for either a sign or anyone who might be able to point me in the right direction. Turning to my right, a blur of brown hair and colorful fabric flew right into me, knocking me over.

"Sorry!" The mystery girl said turning around to help me up.

"Mabel! You really should be watching where you're going!" a stern voice called after her. Brushing myself off and standing, I turned to see a boy who seemed to be an exact copy of the girl, now known as Mabel.

"No, sorry, it was my fault. With such a bright sweater I really should have seen you from a mile away!" I assured them as I took in their appearance. Honestly, I was surprised I had missed the girl heading my way. A bright pink sweater with a horse stitched onto it really should have stuck out like a sore thumb but the girl seemed completely at ease in it. The boy sported a blue and white hat with a blue pine tree design and judging by the condition of the shorts and orange shirt, he must have been wearing the same clothes for at least two days straight. Both had the same brown hair, eyes, and face shape. They must be siblings, or at least some sort of family.

"Still, I'm really sorry about bumping into you like that! My name's Mabel and this is my brother Dipper."

"Hi." Dipper quickly took this as his cue to walk away and go back to whatever he was doing before. So they are siblings!

"Sorry about him, he's not exactly the best conversationalist and he's a bit preoccupied." Mabel whispered to me gesturing to the ancient looking laptop Dipper was fiddling with.

"It's fine! I get it, I'm not always great in social situations so I can relate." I said while fiddling with one of the red streaks in my blonde hair.

"Are you new in town? I haven't seen you around before."

"Yeah, my family and I are here for the next month or so. My dad thought it'd be nice to get out of the Arizona heat for a bit. That and he thinks we're a bit too attached to our technology." I explained to her. On closer observation she looked about my age, maybe a year or two younger and almost my height. Must have a tall family.

"Well, if you need any help around town or just want to hang out you can find me at the Mystery Shack. It's that old tourist trap near the woods! My Grunkle Stan runs the place."

"Yeah, I'll check it out. Thank you so much!" With those words, she headed towards the boy running the puppet show. Then it occurred to me that I still didn't know where I was supposed to be going.

"Oh! Before you go, do you think you could point me in the direction of the teen section? My friend should be waiting for me over there."

She turned back to me and smiled before responding, "Sure thing! It's going to be up the stairs and in the back left hand corner. I'll see you around, uh… you?" The name! I forgot the name!

"It's Allison. Thanks again!" Alright, now we can actually find Jess and get out of this maze of a library.

"Ah, newcomers! Well, you know what they say – the more the merrier! This should be a ton of fun…"

Turning to find the source of the disembodied voice proved to be unsuccessful. Strange… well, sitting here searching for something that doesn't even exist isn't going to help me get out of this library. Following Mabel's instructions, I easily found my way up the stairs and to the teen section.